“I tried my bestest, Daddy. But she still got to me,” the BabyGirl said to her Daddy, waddling up to him in the living room with a poopy diaper.
She was so convinced that there was a poop fairy who kept putting poop in her diaper that she thought about it and thought about it and thought about it, for days upon weeks upon months and now at last, she had finally found the solution.
“But I think I know how to stop her,” she said, getting down on her knees and sitting back on her feet. “This way, she won’t be able to get near my tooshy.”
But when she sat down, she accidentally made a bigger mess in her diaper for him to clean up.
“Okay, on second though…” she said, feeling the moosh on her toosh. “Maybe I ought to do this before I get a visit from that pesky poop fairy.”
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